This poem was going around in my head today, while I wrote a short story. Someone mentioned there was a recording of David Tennant reading it out there, and I went and looked, and there is…
It’s by Louis MacNeice, and it’s called Bagpipe Music (you can read it here). Oh, the last two lines.
supernatural au where everything is the same except sam and dean drive an ice cream truck
carry on my flavoured son
There’ll be sweets when you are done
lay your ice cream scoop to rest
dont u cone no more
I present to you… the people from Tumblr
DUDE IT’S A DINGLEHOPPER. EDUCATE YOURSELF. UNCULTURED SWINE.
I actually just laughed to the point where I have trouble breathing and I have tears streaming down my face. That was WAY funnier than it should have been.
He’s bread, Jim